Blossom: Hello Readers! This fic is being written by myself and WithAllHearts

Hearts: Hey ya'll! *waves*

Blossom: *face palms* Fail… Sooooooo anyway! Enjoy the story!

Hearts: I love you alllll! *hugglez readers*

Blossom: Okaaaaaaaay….. *blinks a few times* On with the story!

Darkness. All he saw was darkness. Despite the fact that is was the last period of the day on a Friday and the sun was shining outside, all he saw was a never ending darkness. Zexion sat in his desk, gazing out the window while his teacher, Ansem The Wise (yes, he made his students call him that), rambled on about hearts or something like that.

"Mr. Schemer!" the teacher yelled, throwing his eraser at the poor boy's head. Since Zexion was used to this kind of treatment, he just moved his head to avoid the flying object.

"Pay attention!" Ansem yelled again.

"Yes sir….. I'm sorry." Zexion grumbled, turning his attention back to the front of the room. A sigh escaped his lips. "Why do I put up with this?" he thought, as he pulled out a piece of lined paper and a pencil. He began writing:

9/21/10

Dearest Sister,

Know that I will always love you, no matter what might split us up, I'll always be there for you. On the first day of October, I will cease to exist, I'm so sorry Xion, but I cant deal with my life anymore… I love you Xion. Tell mom I love her too.

Your Loving Brother, Zexion

Sighing again, the slatenett pulled out an envelope from his backpack (a strange requirement for his English class), folded up the letter and put it in the envelope, sealing it with his tongue and ignoring the bitter taste of the glue. He picked up the pencil again and wrote the destination:

Xion Schemer

2537 13th street

Destiny Islands

61411

And the return address:

Zexion Schemer

1045 Twilight avenue

Twilight Town

95501

With the utmost care, Zexion folded the envelope in half and slipped it in the back pocket of his jeans.

After about half an hour, the shrill sound of the bell echoed into the empty hallways of his high school. Stuffing his things into his backpack, he slung the bag over his shoulder and bolted out the door, heading for the nearest post office. Once he was about half way there, the letter fell out of his pocket and onto the gray sidewalk before blowing away in the slight breeze. Sadly, the slatenett didn't realize the letter fell away from the safety of his back pocket.

Upon reaching the post office, Zexion walked inside and up to the counter, "Can I help you sir?" the man behind the desk asked in a very bored tone, adjusting his glasses that sat lopsided on his nose. "Yes I'd like to mail a letter," Zexion replied, reaching for his back pocket. His eyes widened when all he felt was the denim of his black skinny jeans. "Oh no…"

Blossom: I hope you all liked it! Please review!

Hearts: If you don't, I'll send Axel after you! :3

Blossom: Yea….. What she said .